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What the frick did you just flippin' say about me, you little nerd? I'll have you know I was rated top of my class by Crash, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the Vadrigar, and I have over 3000 Midair medals. I am trained in arena warfare and I'm the top fragger on this server. You are nothing to me but just another Keel/Bright. I will wipe you the frick out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this server, mark my fricking words. You think you can get away with saying that poop to me on Clan Arena? Think again, noob. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of bots across the server and your aim percentages are being looked at right now so you better prepare for the storm, bottom-fragger. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your K/D. You're flippin' dead, bub. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can frag you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my MG. Not only am I extensively trained in hitscan combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Arena Eternal and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable bum off the face of the map, you little doodoo head. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "trash talk" chat bind was about to bring down upon you, maybe you wouldn't have even thought of pressing your bind key. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goshdarn idiot. I will unload nades all over you and you will drown in directs. You're fricking dead, dweeb.